Title: Where Does It Hurt
Author: frankybadass
Pairing(s): Rachel/Quinn. Mentions of: Quinn/Finn, Santana/Brittany, possibly Santana/Quinn.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters, nor do I own any restaurants, food products, music, etc. that may be mentioned.
Summary: The ability to trust is an ability Rachel lost a long time ago and Quinn's determined to be the one who changes that.
William McKinley High School is not what she expects it to be. She expects the students to be boring and the classes to be even more boring, but her classmates are far more interesting than her classmates back in New York and the classes aren't all that boring because her classmates are so interesting.
Take, for instance, this one boy that is in her Civics/Government class. Finn, she remembers. He either enjoys being seen as a complete idiot or really is dumber than a stack of bricks. He's so dumb, though, that it's almost... endearing. She finds that interesting.
Then there's Kurt, this boy (she swears he's a girl when she first sees him) who acts more like a diva than her dramatic little sister. Her dads would love him, if he weren't such a snob; though, Dad would surely set him straight.
There's a few others - Brittany, Santana, Puck, and Tina. Brittany is a cheerleader, who Rachel thinks is even more dumb than Finn; she's cute, though, which makes up for it. Santana, too, is a cheerleader - she's not dumb; she's smart, actually, but she seems a bit like a cold bitch. Puck is clearly a womanizing asshole; Rachel makes a mental note to steer clear of him. And then there's Tina - she's quiet, but sweet.
When lunch time rolls around, Rachel isn't sure where to sit; she spots Sam seated at a table with a few familiar faces from today and a few unfamiliar ones. She contemplates approaching him, but decides against it because she did make a mental note to steer clear of Puck and he's sitting there, so...
This is what Rachel has been reduced to, the girl eating alone in a bathroom stall.
The alone part, she's used to. Mostly, anyway. She has her family, but she hasn't had any friends, not since... well, not for a very long time. She has Sam now, of course, who she met this past summer after her family moved in next door to his; he's the closest thing she has to a friend, but she doesn't act like much of a friend towards him. She can't really talk to him, never about the things that haunt her every day, and she can't say that she trusts him. It's not his fault, it's not; it's just... the ability to trust isn't an ability she possesses much of anymore.
That's something that, sadly, is likely to never change.
"Oh, come on," Quinn groans under her breath when Sue announces that the Cheerios have to be at practice an hour early the following morning. All because Tiffany decided she wanted to fall off the top of the pyramid. Probably isn't all the redhead's fault, but still, Quinn's peeved.
"Good going, Tiff," Quinn snaps as she walks past the girl. Santana and Brittany immediately fall into step on both sides of her. "You're back on bottom!" she shouts over her shoulder.
"That's what she said," Santana teases as they head into the girl's locker room.
"What who said?" Brittany asks.
If it were anyone but Brittany, Quinn would ask if she were serious, but this is Brittany and she isn't the brightest girl in the world, so, she just smiles at her friend and says, "No one, Britt."
It doesn't take long for Brittany and Santana to finish their (read: joint) shower, leaving Quinn alone in the Cheerio's locker room. She's momentarily startled when the door opens again, but she ignores it, thinking that another one of the Cheerios must have decided to stay behind and shower. Probably Tiffany. She rolls her eyes at the thought of the girl; Tiffany is a great cheerleader, but she's sloppy - Quinn has no clue why Sue puts up with her.
Her thoughts are interrupted not long after the shower opposite hers starts running. It's not the water running that captures her attention; it's the voice. Whoever is in the shower opposite hers is singing and she knows it's not Tiffany because when Tiffany sings, it sounds as though there's a frog lodged in her throat.
This voice... it's Angelic. Magical. It's more than that, though... it's indescribable. She shuts her shower off and steps out of the shower, immediately grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her body. She steps a little closer to the shower so she can hear more clearly what the girl is singing; she kind of feels like a creeper and wonders if this is how Mr. Schue felt when he discovered Finn in the boy's locker room.
She knows this probably is a little creepy, but she can't turn away, can't even make herself move.
She doesn't know what the mystery girl is singing; probably Broadway because that's what it sounds like. She decides then that this girl has to be part of the glee club. As co-captain, she needs to make this happen; glee needs someone like whoever this girl is. Her voice will win them Sectionals and Regionals and take them to Nationals this year; Quinn's sure of it.
She hurriedly dries off and throws her Cheerio's uniform back on. She makes her way outside with her duffel bag; decides to hide out there and wait until the girl walks out so she can see who it is. She doesn't merely think this is creepy, she knows it, but she doesn't particularly care, not right now. This girl is the glee club's meal ticket and she's determined to know who she is.
She's not sure how long she's been waiting when she spots a petite brunette exiting the locker room. The air is literally knocked out of Quinn when she catches a glimpse of the girl's face. Silky brunette tresses, eyes the color of chocolate, tanned skin. She catches sight of the girl's legs and is unable to tear her gaze away; how can someone so short have legs that long? They seem to go on forever.
She does her best to engrave the girl's face in her mind; it's not hard. She couldn't get that face or that body or that voice out of her mind even if she wanted to, and she most certainly does not want to.
Tomorrow. She will talk to this girl tomorrow and find out who she is; she doesn't care what she has to do - one way or another, this new girl will be part of glee.
And an even bigger part of Quinn's life.
Maybe, of course. She doesn't want to get too ahead of herself.
author's note: so, hi! yes, i'm actually writing a faberry story, but i can't resist - this idea popped into my head and i have to at least give it a shot. in case it isn't already obvious, this story will be completely out of character. completely. for the sake of my story, all of the glee kids are seniors. i'm going to fill you in on a few things: quinn and finn are the captains of glee, rachel is the new girl, quinn is one hundred percent gay, and sam and rachel spent the entire summer together. babygate never happened, meaning quinn never got kicked off the cheerios, which is why she's captain.
certain issues may be mentioned, most involving abuse of some sort, so, just a warning.
i'm not sure where i'm going with this as of yet - this story is nowhere near a done deal. i could decide to delete it. so, try not to get too attached if, for whatever reason, you like this opening.